The bus left Havana and drove westwards towards a place called Viniales. After a short two hour ride we arrived there and once the bus entered the terminal we were greeted by dozens of people.From that day on we shared dinner. In addition, I explained them, that the reasons for coming to Cuba was photography and the Spanish language, which I wanted to improve after studying for a year.That was a funny coincidence and she told me about some good parties on the island. I went to one these parties which was actually located in an open air bar. There were few people but everyone connected.